Breakfast of Champions

Breakfast is fast becoming one of the more difficult meals of the day. Most of it ends up on the floor. It don;t really blame him, it normally is pretty boring – cherrios, banana, applesauce, maybe some yogurt with berries if I am feeling particularly ambitious. He seems to like eggs, both scrambled and hard boiled, but I am way too lazy to cook a hot breakfast every day.

The other day when hubs was off from work, I made (frozen) blueberry waffles, sausage links and eggs. The waffles? Floor bound. Seriously, kiddo? Who doesn’t like blueberry waffles? My kid, apparently. He does like pancakes, those have never ended up on the floor. So breakfast is an adventure and an exercise in patience. This is especially awesome because it is the time of day where I have the absolute least patience. I was never much of a morning person and since I haven’t had a full night’s sleep since I was about 7 months pregnant, the grouchy morning situation has only gotten worse.

I try and make the best of it and have taken to mainlining coffee and letting him play with his food while I cruise around the interwebs. This means a lot of cheerios thrown at me and a lot of cheerios on the floor. At first, I would sweep up all of the floor cereal and throw it away. Now I just put it all back on his tray and let him throw it again. He would eat us out of house and home if I didn’t recycle the floor food, but I draw the line at floor meat.

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One Response to “Breakfast of Champions”

  1. Ivy is the worst food thrower at lunch. She is also going through the “I only want to feed myself” stage and does a lot of “BBBRRRRRPPPPT” when i try to feed her, so lunch has to be something she can feed herself.

    Also, who DOESN’T like blueberry waffles? Maybe he’ll grow into them?


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